People pay me to be a bastard. How convenient.

A/N: Thanks to my beta Fairy Niamh. She and I are also working on sidefics for this, so if you like this storyline keep a look out for the sidefics.

Fulfilling the Contract

Neji couldn't get the boneless feeling out of his body. He was still extremely relaxed. 'Tending' to himself had never produced results like 'Tachi's' touch had. And no other 'lover'... 'that's not the right word...' he thought to himself. Still no one else had ever made him feel so... much. It was frustrating to feel like a ball of goop. Except for his half hard penis of course. 'What is wrong with me?!' He'd asked himself that a million times today. 

Neji was grateful when all the absolutely necessary meetings and calls of the day were over. He actually left the office before eight o'clock. It was a rarity. Neji headed straight to the gym downtown. He didn't want to go to the Country Club. He was feeling skittish about going there. He had memorized the damn number and it hadn't even been intentional. He couldn't call him. He couldn't call some strange man he'd allowed... no wanted to stroke him off in the steam room. It was so strange and... pathetic. 



He didn't realize that a large black car was tailing his little sports car down the street. He didn't recognize the driver as the security guard that he had quickly walked past last night, trying desperately to not look like he'd just had the most amazing orgasm of his life at the hands/hand of a perfect stranger. 



Ring. Ring. Ring. "Aniki?"



"Go work out."



"What?"



"Dammel's Gym. Go work out. Top left, below the ear," Click



The large black car slid past the broad glass front of the building as Neji made his way toward the locker rooms. 



'There it is. Jeez, it almost looks like he branded the guy. Bet Hyuuga loved every minute of it,' Sasuke shuddered. He hated thinking of his brother as a whore. He really couldn't believe he'd hired Itachi to seduce and 'distract' Neji Hyuuga. If this deal weren’t so important to Uchiha Corp. he'd never have done it. However, Neji was on the fast track on this one and Sasuke just couldn't let the man beat him. So, he'd acted like a true Uchiha and found a way to beat his opponent. There really was no such thing as a fair fight, period.



Neji worked out for two hours, went home, showered, and then ended up in the pool for another hour. Nervous energy wouldn't let him stay still. Finally, at midnight he flopped into bed and stared at the clock. 'Would someone like him be up at this hour? What would happen if I just called him?' He flopped onto his back and stared at the ceiling. 'What would happen if I did it? What would it mean? I don't even know him!! What the hell is wrong with me?!'



'He said he'd be disappointed if I didn't call. Fine, then I'm calling now and waking his ass up! He's the one that started this. He's the one that molested me, willing or not, in a public steam room!' Neji picked up the sleek black house phone on his nightstand and dialed the numbers that were burned into his brain.



Ring. Ring."Hello?" 'That voice, it's too sexy.' "Hello?"



"What the hell is wrong with me?"



"........."



"What did you do to me? I've barely eaten. I can't hold still... I'm losing my mind and it's your fault!"



"Give me your address and I'm on my way."



'What?!



There was a silence on the other end of the phone and Itachi was smirking.  He'd been expecting the call. He hadn't expected Neji to open up like that though. The fact that the man began by admitting his weakness, his own lack of control; was so unlike Itachi. It turned him on. Even most other men would have played it coy. Not this kitten, he'd come out hissing and it was cute as hell. 



"Your address kitten," Itachi already knew it, but it wouldn't do to let Neji know that.



"Neji."



"Hmm?"



"My name is Neji."



"Too bad, I like 'kitten' better," Itachi teased softly. He had the upper hand here and Neji needed to start realizing that.



"......."  Itachi laughed into the phone as Neji refused to respond.



Click.



Kisame was in the next room. When they were on a job, he stayed close in case Itachi might need him. The sound of mirth filled laughter woke him. He carefully opened Itachi's bedroom door. He looked at his boss and longtime friend in confusion. Itachi was sitting in the middle of the bed, holding his cell phone in his hand and laughing. He looked up at Kisame. "The little bitch hung up on me," Chuckles overtook him again. 



Kisame just stood there, confused. He couldn't see Itachi laughing about being hung up on, even if it was right in front of him now. He could see Itachi getting pissed, making the man want him so badly that the fool would crawl through hell to have him, and then Itachi ruining said man's life. Those images made sense. This one didn't.



After a few moments, Itachi realized that Neji was not going to call him back and he chuckled darkly. That was the Itachi Kisame knew. He left his boss then in favor of taking a piss.



'Oh kitten you might just be fun,' Itachi used his phone's call back feature.



Ring. Ring. Ring. 'Shit. It's him,' "ARRR!"  Neji crushed the pillow against his face again. 



Ring. Ring. Itachi was starting to get pissed. "Hello?"



"Kitten, you hung up on me."



"......"



"I'm still waiting."



"For what?"



Itachi stifled his irritation. "Address kitten. I can't help you if I can't find you."



"......" Neji was biting his cheek and trying to figure out why the hell he was about to give a strange man, a 'steam room molester' his address. He sighed loudly. "Benton Arms," Another sigh. "Apartment P1," 'P' as in penthouse and '1' as in the only one in the building. The fact that Neji saw no reason to bring attention to those facts was interesting.



"I'm on my way kitten. Wait up for me, K?"



'Wait up for me...’ Why did it have a possessive ring to it? Neji Shivered. It just couldn't be this easy, it just couldn't. 'Of course not! What the hell do you think this is moron?! I am so stupid!' He berated himself as he dragged his half wired, half tired body into the bathroom for another shower. He hated to think about the nervous excitement flitting around inside his stomach.



He showered quickly and pulled his long hair back into a very loose ponytail. He called the guard on duty with 'Tachi's' description and asked that they send the man up 'no questions asked'. He was expected. Neji plopped down on his couch and waited, for what? He wasn't exactly sure.



Itachi cleaned up quickly. He dressed to kill, but casually. The tight black sleeveless tank showed his upper body and well muscled arms off nicely. Kisame had the car ready. The skintight black jeans left very little to the imagination. He had to grab a black leather jacket, just so he could put his 'essentials' in the pocket. He was actually looking forward to this. He would be inside the little kitten soon. Neji was a bottom, of that there was no doubt. And Itachi was going to tap that sweet practically innocent bottom until dawn. 



He smirked. He'd been concerned that Sasuke's deal would take a long time and he'd be stuck 'distracting' the Hyuuga for an excruciatingly long time. That prospect wasn't so unpleasant now. Itachi would enjoy this job while it lasted, he was certain of that.



Neji was getting very restless. That was, until the security guard called to inform him that his 'guest' was in the elevator. Now Neji felt ill. He shouldn't have done this. 'Oh hell. What now?'



The buzzer at the door sounded, twice. Neji was reluctant to opened that door. He took a deep breath, turned the knob, and pulled the door open. 'Tachi was leaning casually against the doorframe. His dark eyebrow rose questioningly. Neji was freshly showered, wearing a pair of blue shorts and a loose white tank top. When Neji saw Itachi, his eyes closed out of reflex and his breathing picked up. Itachi smirked, pleased with the response.



"You going to invite me in or not kitten?"



Neji's eyes snapped open at the 'pet' name. He glared.



Itachi laughed and leaned in to press his lips lightly against Neji's. "Told you," He murmured against Neji's plump lips. "It'll take a lot more than that to keep me away," Then he kissed the other man forcefully. His strong pale hand gripped the back of Neji's head to hold his lips captive against his own. He licked and nipped at the tender flesh, demanding entrance. 



A completely shocked Neji moved to speak. His lips parted and before any sound could escape, Itachi's strong demanding muscle slipped inside and began to wreak havoc on Neji's senses. The kiss was strong and heady, like a glass of rich brandy and Neji began to melt under the affects. 



Itachi pulled away when he felt Neji's knees begin to give out. 'Perfect,' "So shall we stand out here in the doorway?" Neji looked up at him in confusion. Lust hazed eyes nearly unfocused were looking at him and it was adorable. 'The perfect little uke, aren't you?' Itachi wrapped his arm around Neji's slender waist and pulled him back inside his own apartment. 



Neji was quickly pinned against the back of the closed door. Itachi held the man between the length of his own body and the door. His hands began to rove under the white tank top as his mouth held Neji's attention again. He caressed a little hard nub of flesh and Neji reacted just as strongly as before. Itachi swallowed the man's moan almost greedily.



His other hand slipped out from under the shirt. He reached up and pulled the hair tie from Neji's long pretty hair. Then he threaded his fingers into it and made another discovery. When Neji reacted to his erogenous zones, he reacted strongly. As Itachi began to play with the long locks, Neji convulsed. Neji never let people touch his hair, except to cut it. It always felt too good. Itachi smirked against Neji's lips allowing Neji's sweet moans to escape into the room.



'Kitten likes to be petted. Wonder what else I'll learn,' Itachi tweaked a nub between his fingers almost painfully. Neji gasped and the hard cock pinned beneath Itachi's erection jumped wildly. The grin on Itachi's face was pure evil. He moved down to the mark on Neji's neck and began to darken it. Neji was breathing hard, but had almost caught his breath when Itachi gave his hair a sharp tug. The erection beneath the raven jumped again and Neji's back arched beautifully. 'Yummy. I think I own you now kitten.'



Itachi began to grind against Neji's crotch. As much to give himself some needed friction as to drive the brunette crazier. He could take Neji right there against the door if he liked and he knew it. Why be uncomfortable if it wasn't necessary though? There would be plenty of time for things like that later, when he needed to 'distract' the man at key times.

Itachi reached down to cup the firm globes of the slightly smaller man's ass. He lifted Neji up against the door as he began kissing the life out of him again. Itachi braced Neji up off the floor with his weight. The strong hands slid under the brunette's hard thighs, lifting and spreading them. Itachi's slender hips filled the gap as he brought Neji's legs up to rest around his waist. "Hold on to me kitten and I'll take care of everything." 

Neji obeyed without thinking. His arms came up to clasp around the man's strong shoulders, even as his legs wrapped around the older man's trim waist. Itachi kissed Neji hard as a reward for being so compliant. He lifted Neji away from the door and made his way to the couch. Neji wasn't light, but he wasn't heavy either. Itachi liked the fact that the thin frame supported a fair amount of muscle. 

Itachi laid Neji down on his back on the couch and settled himself atop the willing body, nestled between the man's thighs. Neji's legs fell away from Itachi's back and the younger man was beginning to show signs of hesitation. Itachi gave him an almost genuine smile. "Easy kitten, you called me. Remember?"

Neji flushed a pretty pale pink. 'What the hell was I thinking?' Itachi lifted his body to align their groins better and then rocked against Neji, hard. Neji's eyes closed and his body arched up into Itachi's. He gasped when Itachi continued rocking against him, creating such wonderful friction for them both. Neji moaned when a pale hand stole up underneath his white tank top again to tease a sensitive nipple. Itachi began attacking the unmarked side of Neji's neck and the younger man groaned with need. 

 

Itachi hadn't shed the leather jacket yet. He was growing warm from their activities. He paused in his rocking and teasing to strip off the bothersome bit of clothing off. This gave Neji a moment to breathe. 'I've never wanted anyone or anything so much,' He looked up at the raven above him and almost couldn't believe it was all real. Neji wasn't easy, had never been one to go in for casual sex, and his very few, very private relationships had never produced such lust in him. He had to face the facts. He was so horny, so filled with desire for this one man that he was going to fuck or be fucked rather, by a total stranger on his couch. It didn't bother him at the time, he wanted it too much. 

The jacket was finally off and 'Tachi' was knealing above Neji, between the younger man's open legs, and looking down on him with an unreadable expression. Itachi had watched Neji move through the phases: denial - 'This isn't happening.', acceptance - 'This is happening and I made it happen.', to need - 'I want this to happen'. He waited, giving Neji time to accept his own share of responsibility. It would make things easier for Itachi in the long run. There would be so much less protesting from the kitten when Itachi randomly showed up to; oh, fuck him in a public restroom during a business lunch or on his desk before a meeting... He was supposed to keep Neji distracted until Sasuke closed his deal after all.

When 'Tachi' didn't move or speak and Neji couldn't read his facial expression, Neji grew very nervous. He swallowed reflexively, licked his lips, and spoke in the most hesitant voice he'd ever used. "Tachi?"

Itachi raised an eyebrow and cocked his head slightly. "Yes kitten," Neji would have to ask for it. This would be a very vital step in establishing his hold on the man. Itachi's sexy purr distracted Neji for a moment. His face flushed prettily, eyes closed and lips parted. Itachi smirked inwardly. It was a very sexy sight.

Neji's eyes opened again. He seemed to realize what 'Tachi' was waiting for and was debating with himself on whether or not he could bring himself to ask. Itachi put no pressure on him. He did not continue to touch or tease Neji into submission. He did not pull away as if threatening to leave. Itachi just knelt above the younger man and waited. That by itself was pressure and threat enough. 

Neji was a smart man and rather intuitive at times. He was a student of martial arts and business, two things involving strategy. He dodged and feinted. "Do you want me 'Tachi'?" 

'Oh clever, kitten,' "Yes kitten," Itachi's voice and face remained unchanged. He gave Neji very little even with the admission. Neji's eyes narrowed as his feint was blocked so easily. 

He threw his first real blow. "How do you want me?"

'Well, I wanted him to ask a question, but this wasn't what I'd had planned. No wonder he's giving Sasuke such a hard time,' Itachi threw a blow of his own. "Squirming and Cumming beneath me as I take you over and over again, kitten."

'Bingo. Never fuck with a master little kitty,' Itachi grinned inside and out when Neji's eyes clenched shut and the man's body involuntarily arched just a little. This was followed by a shudder and a little groan of defeat.

'Oh fuck,' Neji gasped. The mental image Itachi had implanted into his brain with those words took his inhibitions away from him. He was going to be fucked by a total stranger on his couch. The sexiest man he'd ever known wanted to 'take' him repeatedly and all Neji had to do was ask for him to. He forced his pale eyes open. He would be a man about this, not some whimpering bitch who couldn't look 'Tachi' in the eye and ask for such a thing. "I want that too," he said firmly.

He even took it a step further than Itachi would have required. He raised himself up enough to sit in front of Itachi, their upper bodies almost touching. He looked up into those incredibly exotic eyes and said. "Please fuck me 'Tachi', just as you have described."

Itachi felt the lust bubble up. 'Oh kitten; you are full of surprises aren't you?' He really was going to enjoy fucking this man over and over again. 'Might have to send Sasuke a bottle of Bourbon when this is over.'

'Tachi' smiled in a purely predatory way and Neji's heart skipped a beat or three. Something told him that he'd gotten a glimpse of the true 'Tachi' and his own lust spiked. Neji crushed his mouth against the raven's, but didn't linger long. His lips found purchase above the man's collarbone and he set himself to tasting the man's smooth skin.

Neji's sudden aggression caught Itachi off guard for only a moment. He had been pushing the younger man hard with all his games. He let Neji pull the black tank top off his body and toss it on the floor. He allowed the younger man to stroke, kiss, and lick the skin of his neck, shoulders, and chest. When Neji latched onto one of Itachi's nipples and playfully flick it with his tongue, Itachi gripped the man's silky hair firmly and held the little tease there, indicating that he required more from his kitten. Neji shuddered and that little mewling sound that Itachi had been looking forward to hearing escaped the young Hyuuga's throat. 

Smirking, Itachi's other hand came up to play with the long chocolate locks. Itachi began 'petting' the kitten and getting more of those wonderful sounds in return, even as Neji proved that he knew just how to play with the toy in his eager mouth. The older man was hard and about done with being teased. Neji's hands came to rest upon the button of Itachi's waistband. Neji pulled back from the nub of flesh he'd been harassing and looked up questioningly at his new lover. The man smirked and nodded to him.  

The brunette deftly unbuttoned the tight jeans and then quickly lowered the zipper. His eyes never left Tachi's. Neji began to push the material off of the raven's hips, but was stopped with one word; "No." 

Neji's brows drew together in irritated question. Itachi chuckled and pulled Neji up onto his knees in front of him. He pushed the jeans and his boxers down himself, freeing his very impressive erection. He leaned back until he was lying propped against the arm of the couch. His hot, dark eyes were burning their way into Neji's cool pale orbs. "Do you want a new toy to play with kitten?" He asked with that sexy purr of his. 

Itachi gripped himself lightly. The image of his large flushed erection in his pale hand drew all of Neji's attention. The younger man was amazed by how very much he did want to 'play' with and explore his new 'toy'. The whole thing was corny and would make him blush later, but right now this little 'kitten' game was hot as hell.

Neji leaned forward, still a little hesitant and unsure of what 'Tachi wanted, what he liked. Itachi was watching the insecurities laid bare before him and getting off on the power he held over his 'kitten'. He reached down with his free hand and stroked Neji's hair. The man actually turned his head into the touch, much the way a true kitten would. Neji's eyes slid to half mast in response to the light caress. He leaned over Itachi's huge cock and true to his 'kitten' role, his pale pink tongue slipped out to lap at the bit of milky liquid beginning to leak from the pretty slit in the bulbous head. His hand moved to replace Itachi's at the base of his new toy. 

Itachi allowed his own eyes to lid slightly as he watched the normally reserved young man transform into a wanton slut before his engorged flesh. Neji's world narrowed to the bit of flesh before him as his hands explored 'Tachi's cock and caressed the silky skin of the man's balls. Neji was thorough. His exploration was one of touch, taste, and smell. He was very pleased with his new play thing. He was especially pleased when he was able to take nearly all of Itachi's length deep into his mouth and throat. 'Tachi seemed pleased as both hands locked in his hair and pushed and pulled directing Neji's attention according to the man's own preferences. 

Enjoying Neji's very avid ministrations, Itachi debated on whether or not he would let the younger man bring him off right there. He settled on not. He wanted inside that sweet nearly virginal passage. When Itachi came for the first time with Neji, it would be to fill him fuller than his cock alone already had. 

"Kitten," Itachi called softly, very aware of the pleasure lacing his voice. Neji was a very enjoyable 'mission' thus far. "Kitten," He repeated and tugged lightly on the silky hair. Neji abandoned his 'play' with a pout. He was of course completely unaware of the look on his face. Itachi chuckled again. Neji was very entertaining. "Do you remember what you asked me to do?" 

Neji's eyes widened. He had been so distracted with what he'd been doing, sucking 'Tachi's big cock. He had forgotten that he'd asked the man to shove that big cock deep inside him, again and again. Neji's eyes closed again. 'He does that when he's overwhelmed. What is it that he's trying to hide?' Itachi wasn't too concerned with it. He was certain that the answer to that question went far beyond his interests here, but also wouldn't hinder his plans if he let Neji hold that secret. "Strip for me kitten. Show me those dirty bits of you that you don't let anyone see."

Itachi was right. Neji shivered. Somehow this man knew him so well. Neji hadn't had a lover in so long. No one had seen him nude and revealed in two years. He'd been too busy, too tired, too... scared to let anyone near him. Neji lowered his head, his hair forming a curtain, shielding his face as he turned away from this amazing man who saw him a little too clearly. He opened his eyes and kept his head down and away as he stood shakily. He took a deep breath, bit his bottom lip, and slid the white tank top off without ever revealing his face to Itachi. 

The raven watched him closely, analyzing; even as a separate part of his brain was nearly moaning at how edible the painfully shy, submissive actions made the lovely man look. The man was well built. His cream colored skin covered a fine layer of muscle. Itachi did like the view.  Neji turned away a bit more. The silly man was turning shyly away from Itachi as he untied the tie of the blue shorts and prepared to drop them to the floor. He was turning the part of his body that Itachi was most interested in TOWARD the now very horny raven. 

The shorts slid down to reveal two things. One, Neji was not wearing any underclothes. Itachi smirked. And two, Neji had a very nice, pert, round, fuckable ass. Itachi was looking forward to taking the man from behind so he could admire the view while his cock disappeared into the sweet valley and emerged from between the two pale moons. 

Neji stood there, hiding behind the fall of his hair for another moment before he lifted his head and looked at Itachi over a pale shoulder. Itachi's smirk may have become permanent in that moment. He truly felt like the cat that had swallowed the canary. The raven stood fluidly, coming to the brunette's rescue almost valiantly. Neji had asked for this. He'd done that with courage and conviction. Itachi wouldn't force him to be the one to initiate more. 

Neji just might not have that in him and Itachi actually wanted to fuck the naive young man. Actually, there really was no way in heaven or hell that he'd let Neji back out now. If the man tried, he'd use every trick he had to convince the man that he really did want Itachi to pound him through the floor.

As he stood, he slipped his jeans from his knees to his feet and stepped out of them and his socks. Now fully nude, he stood still for a moment and gave Neji his first opportunity since the steam room to truly look at Itachi's impressive body. He knew what that image would do. Itachi stepped behind Neji and wrapped his arms around Neji's waist. He pulled his temporary lover against him as he sat back on the couch, Neji full in his lap. "Kitten, hand me my jacket."

Neji's heart was racing as he leaned down to pick up the bit of black leather off of the floor. He looked even more fuckable, leaning nearly out of Itachi's lap and twisting to reach the jacket. 'Oh baby brother, if you could see what you were paying me to do...'  Itachi smiled as Neji handed him his jacket. Neji didn't look him in the eye. He didn't know what was in the jacket. If he had, the faint pink tint to his skin would have been darker. 

For some jobs or 'missions' Itachi required many 'essential items' and props. The only thing he had brought with him was a decent sized bottle of lube, better too much than not enough; condoms, and a cock ring. He didn't expect to need the ring, but better safe than sorry Itachi seldom had trouble controlling his own orgasm. 'Practice does make perfect.'

Itachi began to rain soft kisses along Neji's back and Neji jerked away from his lips shuddering. Intrigued, he pulled the younger body back to him and held the man there with one arm. His other was busy finding the items he'd placed in the jacket pocket earlier. Neji squirmed in his lap, unintentionally grinding his ass down against Itachi's weeping cock, increasing both their ardor.

Itachi had what he'd sought. He set the items against his leg as he lifted and positioned Neji. The man needed to be looking at him. He would not let Neji escape from the reality of this, not even in the man's own mind. Once the young man was facing him, straddling his lap Itachi uncapped the tube and coated his fingers with the slick liquid. He pulled Neji to him for a deep kiss, the movement spread the man's cheeks wide as he was pulled down to meet the hungry mouth. 

Two fingers encircled his entrance and Neji jumped, startled. Itachi soothed him with the sensual kiss and very quickly Neji was pressing back against the skilled digits caressing him so intimately. Itachi moved his mouth to Neji's neck as he slid one long slender finger past the tight ring of muscle. It was a very good thing Itachi was well practiced or it would've taken forever to properly stretch and prepare Neji. The ring of muscle and the man's hot passage were both so very tight. 

Neji grimaced at the intrusion, but bore it. The hot mouth on his neck distracted him from the discomfort very well. Itachi was quick to bury his finger deep, which was good. The special bundle of nerves that would make the pain worth it was deep inside Neji and he would not find it any other way. Light bloomed behind Neji's eyes a moment later and his back bowed beautifully.

'Found it,' Itachi worked his finger into that spot a few more times before pulling his hand back and adding the second finger. He moved his mouth to Neji's overly sensitive nipple, torturing the little nubs as Neji moaned loudly. 'Good kitten.'

He stretched and prepared Neji almost without the man realizing it was happening. The raven knew that the younger man would climax quickly, almost as soon as Itachi entered him. He debated upon using the ring, but decided it wasn't necessary. As Neji rode the waves of bliss surging through his body pushing him toward climax, Itachi covered his large erection with a condom and coated it with more lubricant. He lifted Neji with the arm wrapped around the man's waist, removed his slick fingers from the now greedy hole and positioned his cock at the ready entrance.

He slowly pushed the head past the tight ring. Neji hissed. 'Tachi was so much bigger than the three fingers that had just left him. "Hmmm, kitten, so tight," Itachi hadn't tried to stop the words. There really was no need. The sound of 'Tachi's lust soaked voice made Neji shudder and that did odd things to Itachi's erection as he was slowly pushing deeper inside his kitten's tight heat. Itachi actually groaned. It was supremely irritating. Neji shuddered again at that sound and Itachi had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from making any more sounds. Talking and turning on his new lover on was one thing, groaning and moaning in pleasure were another all together. He had his pride after all.

When he was only half seated in the quaking body, Itachi paused to give Neji a chance to catch his breath and adjust to the girth of the thing now stretching him so wide. He didn't give the man long. Very quickly he was holding Neji's hips steady as he withdrew to the head and plunged back in. Neji's eyes flew wide and his head dropped back. The long hair caressed Itachi's knuckles. With each plunge Neji took him deeper. It wasn't long before every thrust resulted in a strike against Neji's deeply hidden prostate and the younger man was lost in a sea of pleasure.  Nothing had ever felt soo good

Neji was so tight. Itachi found it difficult to even thrust into the man. The other's body alternated between pushing back against his plunging and pulling at him as he pulled back. It was something more than he'd ever experienced and he had to say that he did like it. Neji was moaning and thrashing on his cock when he finally managed to force the man down fully onto his lap. Finally, Itachi was completely buried inside the tight young body. Neji came then and Itachi knew the edge of pain as his erection was throttled by the convulsing constricting passage.

"Ahhhh, kitten.  Damnit..." Neji didn't even hear the words. He nearly passed out from the intensity of his orgasm. When it passed, he fell heavily against Itachi, panting for breath.

The raven didn't give him a chance to recover. He resumed his assault on the man's body and senses. It went on for hours. Three condoms later, Neji had cum five times and lay in a shuddering heap against 'Tachi's cum coated chest. Itachi was very pleased with the outcome. The kitten had made such lovely noises for him and cum so hard he'd passed out twice. It was a very enjoyable job well done. He owned Neji. There really was nothing he couldn't talk the man into now. He didn't even realize or didn't bother to care that he had been holding the younger man far longer than he normally would and was caressing Neji's hair like a true lover would. It didn't matter. Itachi felt sated, truly sated and he was going to enjoy the feeling he normally gave to others.

Finally, as the cool air in the apartment had them both shivering slightly. Itachi gathered the other man up. "Bathroom?" He asked softly. Neji barely raised his head to indicate the direction. The apartment layout was simply. Itachi found the room easily. He set Neji on the floor as he started the shower. Lifting the young man carefully, he set him in the bottom of the tub, just barely under the warm stream. "I must go now kitten," Sleepy pale eyes lifted to his. "I want this again kitten. Do you?" 

Neji nodded dumbly, but some heat came back into his eyes at the thought. 'Tachi smirked down at him. He kissed the man's pale forehead softly. "Call me this afternoon kitten," Itachi stood and headed for the door of the room. He paused and looked back at the man with a feral expression. "Do not disappoint me kitten," He growled and it almost sounded like a warning to Neji.

~tbc~